Lyla

I found myself in Melanie’s room when I was dropped back off at the palace. Hafsa had parted with soft words that didn’t register in my brain at all, but even if they had I wouldn’t have cared. She could’ve given me the most sweetest and sincere apology even and I would still feel the same.

All I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and lay there until morning came and Hafsa’s car came to pick me up. ...